Ms. Diviner: The Prodigal Daughter's Return

Chapter 1805: Chapter 1805: Is He Using Me?

”What sort of strength are you talking about?” Chen Xuefeng was a bit confused. The martial arts and priest divine techniques are different, and there are no clear classifications.

”I mean, back then, you could roughly match a priest of what realm?” Mu Hanyan asked.

”Probably a Third-tier Divine Priest.” Chen Xuefeng understood Mu Hanyan’s implication, thought for a moment, and replied.

”A Third-tier Divine Priest...” Mu Hanyan compared, realizing that with his own strength as a Third-tier Swordsman, there was absolutely no way to break this seal, and even reaching the Seventh Rank would likely be very difficult.

”If this seal were intact, even with my strength, I wouldn’t be able to break it.” Wen Gaoren said, as he had a better understanding of the seals on the Divine Continent.

”But back when I found that martial arts technique, I hardly put in any effort at all.” Chen Xuefeng said in surprise. His understanding of priests was much deeper than ordinary bandits, and he certainly knew that even a Ninth-level Divine Priest wouldn’t be able to break the seal. Not to mention his past self, even his current self wouldn’t be able to break it with brute force, but he remembered very clearly that back then, he hardly put in any effort.

”You hardly put in any effort because someone had long since opened the seal for you.” Mu Hanyan quickly thought of the key point.

”You’re talking about Mo Shiqi.” Chen Xuefeng, not being dim-witted, quickly realized who Mu Hanyan was talking about. Aside from Mo Shiqi, who brought him here, who else would do such a thing?

”Why would he do this?” Chen Xuefeng asked in confusion.

”Think about what else he has done?” Mu Hanyan reminded.

She had already vaguely guessed that the rise in Chen Xuefeng’s strength and the growth of the Blood Wind Thieves were all due to Mo Shiqi, but why he did it, she couldn’t figure out.

”What else did he do...” Chen Xuefeng was startled, recalling, ”Ever since he joined me, the force of the Blood Wind Thieves grew stronger. Most of the men were recruited by him, and for each village we looted, it was mostly through his tactics. Just like when we looted Mu Family Village, and this time Guning Village, it was all his idea, and each time it was smooth.

You could say that the Blood Wind Thieves have their current momentum; at least half of the credit goes to him. I originally wanted to make him the Second Master, but every time he would say his strength was too low to convince the others, who knew that bastard was stronger than me, almost stabbed me to death with a sword...”

At this point, Chen Xuefeng suddenly paused and said, ”Could it be, he’s been using me?”

”Has he always been around you?” Mu Hanyan asked.

”No, he leaves every now and then, saying he’s worried about his tribesmen and secretly sends them money and food.” Chen Xuefeng shook his head.

Now, everything was clear to Mu Hanyan, Mo Shiqi was not only using Chen Xuefeng but also Xiang Qiuzhan and possibly other bandits too. But why he did this and what benefit he gained from it was still unclear.

”Alas, I’m as good as dead because of him.” Chen Xuefeng sighed deeply, his eyes full of unwillingness.

”What, do you think that with all you’ve done, you don’t deserve to die?” Mu Hanyan asked.

”The Blood Wind Thieves have committed countless evils over the years, so I naturally deserve to die. However, when I was first driven out of Qingning City and became a bandit, it was just to make a living. With no strength or manpower, I was just a lonely person; I couldn’t stir up any real trouble. Being called a bandit wasn’t much better than being a refugee. When encountering numerous refugees, who robbed who wasn’t certain.

Mo Shiqi gave me a cultivation technique, helped me recruit people, and made the Blood Wind Thieves seem formidable, yet hardly under my control. Every time it was Mo Shiqi’s strategies and other people’s response, I just carried the bad name. In that sense, I’m dead because of that guy.

But now, it’s too late to say anything. Falling into your hands, I know I’m bound to die, I just hope you honor the agreement and give me a quick end.” Chen Xuefeng, unwilling as he was, knew he was doomed, and was quite calm about it.